I looked around at the scattered spray cans and colored plastic tops and thought to myself, when did littering become participatory art? I really wanted my artistic self to appreciate the chaos and disregard of it all but my inner realist just couldn't let go.

Outside of Amarillo, Texas are 10 partially sunken Cadillac’s near what used to be iconic route 66.
Why are there sunken Cadillac’s out in the middle of an empty field?